After a week long recovery spent coughing and checking out my favorite blogs found on Bloglovin, I just feel the need to say something; something more than beads and beading. Don't get me wrong, I still love to bead, even though I am really rusty, and the bead room is piled high with boxes and fabric and a dozen other things. I like to do other things, too. Pinterest has opened up a 'whole 'nother" world. (JK--knowing how much I do not love that phrase.) For me, Pinterest has the clippings that I collected from magazines for years. They are all organized and easy to access. Who could ask for more?
Besides that--it's January. The time has come, the walrus said . . . No more day dreaming; just get up and do it. Yeah! Heaven knows there are plenty of platitudes for the occasion. I collect them, too.
Where am I going? Crazy, want to come?
Deep breath. I sit with a mug of Tomato Soup and a piece of Tillamook cheese (there is no bread for a grilled cheese sandwich or little else in the house to cook), croutons made from a dried piece of bread spread with butter, sprinkled with pepper flakes and oregano, toasted, and a flat lime squeeze with the last of the Diet Seven-up. Things are looking up.
What are the assets? Liabilities?
- Love to write.
- Love to bead
- Love to sew
- Love to garden
- Love to Pin
- Smarter than 'the average bear'
- Rudimentary computer skills
- Not great in the photo department
- Not great in blog set-up
- Old--Granny blog
The negatives have never stopped me before. Self taught all my life. Never too old to do it again. I have something to say! Move over young whipper snappers. There's room for one more.
SEE YOU IN CYBER SPACE